It is still close to 30C here and yet well after 9pm, and given I revelled in the garden until the early hours and was a comical corpse for most the day, this is harrowingly hot. Yet I am hugely enjoying my new role working with the buskers, dealing with artists, and of course, occupying a place on the panel for the auditions for the prime spots in the City. Yet I am too easily swayed...Ahhh...give them a chance eh!...Other than which, my two wheeled devil steed is running splendidly, Dr Fang is in fine fettle and all seems fairly decent of late. Yet it has been a while since I escaped the citadel for a night or three in a cottage surrounded by solely kangaroos and ducks and the wind whooshing around the valley...